She traveled to the fantasy world and fought monsters

"Quiet!" Bing You was intimidating without being angry.

Yi Yao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but he had no idea what to do.

Tong Shen Shu is a technique in which a healer uses his spiritual power to transfer the pain of the patient to himself in order to divert the pain.

After Bingyou used the Tongshen technique, all the pain in Mu Shuiqi's body slowly disappeared and was transferred to him.

Even though Bingyou's divine power was profound, he still felt unwell.

It feels like being bitten by thousands of ants, the pain and itching are unbearable.

This poison is serious...

He still insisted on repairing her spiritual roots and helping her straighten out her spiritual veins.

Mu Shuiqi is a mortal with low spiritual power, but she endured the pain for so long. Bingyou felt even more pity for her.

After the spiritual roots were repaired, Mu Shuiqi spat out a large mouthful of blood.

He held her in his arms and called her softly, "Qiqi, Qiqi, can you hear me?"

She had no reaction.

Her pretty face was pale and her lips were deep purple.

The blood flowing from the corner of his mouth was purple.

The poison is still in her body.

The pain was transferred to him, but the poison could not be transferred.

"Master, how do you feel?" Yi Yao asked worriedly.

Bingyou raised her sleeve to wipe the corner of Mu Shuiqi's mouth.

"I'm fine. It's just that she's got some bollworm poison in her system, which is a little tricky."

Yi Yao was surprised and said, "Leaf bell worm, the worm that is said to bring out the inner demons of a person? Didn't this kind of worm disappear a long time ago?"

"They are invisible, colorless, and odorless, making them extremely difficult to detect. That's why I couldn't see them in the Cangchan flower at first."

The presence of leaf bollworms can only be inferred from the symptoms of poisoning when they poison a person.

If Bing You had not used the Tong Shen Jue to empathize with Mu Shuiqi's pain, he might not have been able to sense so quickly that it was the poison of the leaf bellworm.

"Who would put this kind of insect in the flowers?" Yi Yao guessed it was someone from Yueying Flower Valley.

"We have to ask the Flower God." Bing You frowned.

Mu Shuiqi's body became hot.

He picked her up and carried her horizontally to the couch in the study to rest. He covered her with the quilt and tucked the corners of the quilt.

Yi Yao asked softly, "Why don't you send her back to her room?"

"It's convenient for me to take care of her here."

"But you're not feeling well either. Let me take care of her!"

Bing You glanced at Yi Yao and said, "Get out."

"Master, I can do it..."

"Noisy, get out."

"Oh."

Yi Yao came out of the study with his head down.

And closed the door.

Unexpectedly, Chouchou was waiting outside the door.

"Xiu Chou, why are you here?" Yi Yao waved his hand to signal Xiu Chou to follow him and leave.

Chou Chou looked at the study door reluctantly and had to follow Yi Yao.

"How is my master?"

"How do you know she's injured?"

"I knew it as soon as you came back. I kept guarding outside the door and didn't dare go in."

It heard everything they did inside.

Knowing that Mu Shuiqi was injured, it didn't dare to go in and disturb her, fearing that it would ruin its master's efforts to repair his spiritual roots.

"She was poisoned by the bollworm."

"How could this happen?" Chouchou had heard of this kind of insect, which could cause inner demons in people and control their minds.

And they are extremely difficult to get rid of because they are invisible, colorless and odorless, just like a virus.

"From what Master said, he may not be able to do anything." Yi Yao couldn't help but sigh.

"Haven't you always called him Tomb Master? Why did you change to calling him Master?"

Yi Yao looked at Chou Chou and said, "It's none of your business."

"Oh……"

Yi Yao said, "In my heart, the Tomb Master is my Master. Although he never accepted me as his disciple, he took me in, trained me to grow my spiritual power, and taught me many things. I used to respectfully call him Tomb Master, but later he didn't object to calling him Master."

"So you're going to call him Master from now on?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

"Oh……"

The wind is blowing.

"It sounds like a bell ringing, did you hear it?" Yi Yao listened attentively.

In the distance, the sound of carriage bells could be heard faintly on the wind.

Stinky pouted, "Isn't that flower god coming again?"

The last time the flower god came, the owner was unhappy, so Chouchou no longer liked the flower god to come.

Her master had just been injured and was unconscious. Bing You was busy treating her and had no time to care for the flower god.

"It must be because of what happened at the Flower Goddess Festival yesterday."

"What happened at the Flower Goddess Festival?" Chouchou was curious.

"Well, it's a long story."

Yi Yao felt a little upset about what happened in the past two days.

"The Flower God is indeed a sentimental person, but unfortunately my master is the Ten Thousand Years Ice God, and even her sincerity cannot melt his coldness."

"Not necessarily. Your Ice God is very nice to my master. He's very warm." Chou Chou blinked his big, ignorant eyes.

“…” Yi Yao was stunned. It seemed to be the case.

Bingyou treats Mu Shuiqi with special favor.

In order to help her get the Cangchan Flower, he didn't care about his own body. Fearing that she would be hurt, he was willing to use the Tong Shen technique and didn't care about his own body.

"I feel like my master is especially happy whenever she's near the Ice God. She doesn't feel this relaxed when she's with anyone else."

"You're not referring to me when you say others, are you?" Yi Yao raised his eyebrows.

"Not only that, of course it includes you." Chouchou nodded sincerely.

"I don't want to argue with you about this. I'm going to welcome the Flower God. You should hide quickly." Yi Yao knocked on Chou Chou's forehead.

Chouchou covered his head and flew back to his and Mu Shuiqi's room.

Yi Yao flew down to the courtyard on the first floor.

A red carriage rushed out from the clouds and stopped steadily in the courtyard.

Yi Yao smiled and said, "We just came back from Flower Valley. I wonder what the Flower God has in such a hurry to come to Yunzhong Pavilion?"

Luo Ying looked a little flustered and was extremely anxious having rushed here.

"Where's the Ice God?"

"——resting." Yi Yao said.

"Take me to see him." Luo Ying said as she was about to enter the pavilion.

Yi Yao stopped in front and said, "Hey, Flower God, please stay. My master is tired and needs to rest."

"You're already asleep in the afternoon?" Luo Ying thought that Bing You didn't want to see her and was making up an excuse.

Yi Yao said, "I'm a little tired after a long day's journey. I was just about to go to sleep."

"Is the Ice God still angry with me?" Luo Ying asked anxiously.

"This..." Yi Yao didn't know how to answer this question.

Everyone knows that Luo Ying loves Bing You.

Yi Yao felt that Bingyou had always been lukewarm towards Luoying.

He used to think that Bingyou was just cold-hearted and didn’t necessarily dislike Luoying.

Now seeing how he treated Mu Shuiqi, I finally understood what the gap was.

He was now certain that his master definitely did not like Goddess Luoying.

As for how much he likes Mu Shuiqi, that is another matter.

"Flower God, please go back."

A purple light flashed, and Bingyou appeared.

This time, Luo Ying lost her composure when she saw him and grabbed his sleeve.

"Ice God, I didn't mean to neglect you. I thought everything I did would satisfy you. I didn't know you wanted the Cangchan Flower. If you had told me in advance, I would have consulted the Empress."

Luo Ying cried out of grievance, her eyes tearing up.

Yi Yao knew that it was not appropriate for him to stay here any longer, so he quietly walked away.

Bingyou was indifferent to Luoying's show of weakness.

He looked at Luo Ying's hand that was grabbing his sleeve and frowned in disgust.

"Flower God, please respect yourself."

"Are you still angry with me?" Luo Ying's voice became even softer.

"I don't like people touching me." He flicked his sleeves and shook off her hand.

"Why is there blood on your sleeve?" Luo Ying noticed blood stains on his sleeve.

"It's the color of herbs, not blood." He put his hands behind his back.

The blood was left when he wiped the corner of Mu Shuiqi's mouth.

The poisonous purple blood stained his purple clothes. It was not visible as blood, but the color appeared very dark.

"It smells so fishy, ​​it's blood." Luo Ying had just touched blood, and she smelled her hand.